Megans night

Megan had just got home from school on a friday and she had nothing to do no homework no cheerleading practice and no home football game to go to. she was all alone and here[…]

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My box (pt.6)

I tied up my robe and ran downstairs. I seen Marcus in his Porshe his iPhone lighting up his face. "Bop" I hit him right in his face. He loooked at me, "The fuck !".[…]

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My introduction

Well, my name is Lizzie Elliott. I was born and raised in Toronto Canada. Toronto is also the city or setting where my stories take place. I'm currently 19 years old, a high school drop-out[…]

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The maid

Mary was depressed. Out of high school for three months now and not one decent job offer. She was getting desperate!!! Her parents were on her back and she couldn't blame them, underfoot all day[…]

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The rules

It wasn’t hard to pretend I was asleep when I heard the apartment door open and shut. I’d been on the verge of REM anyway when her entry had startled me awake, but I didn’t[…]

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